Crazy Town

Now can you hear the cling-clang of my ball and chain gang?
The sound of heavy metal that tastes like cellophone
Collapsing every vein like umbrellas in heavy rain
My passion is pain
I do dirt to bury shame
I'm victimized an instituion's no solution
A place where you're defenseless and guilt's the prosecution
Where necks are bound into slipknots of shallow souls
Walking narrow roads to be hung frok gallows poles
Nobody knows me success has exposed me
To narrow-minded souls with goals to overthrow me
Suppose that i chose to live my life low-key
Would you act like you could teach
When there is nothing you can show me
Don't you understand i'm the head of the class
A straight - A student not regretting the past
CHORUS:
You see i'm ok now but i dont think it will last
Because reality is something i can't seem to grasp
Candy-coated pain is like a ball and chain
Pulling me closer to death, i feel closer to death now
Candy-coated pain is like a ball and chain
We only dig deeper by running away
It's deeper than what it looks like
We never got an equal shot so we took mics
Packed the candy-coated pain in the first pipe
That said my name and the candy-coated pain is the worst type
You got it nice my every day is like your worst night